Alpha's Wolf Federation Meeting
The bright afternoon sun bathed the landscape in a warm, golden hue, casting long shadows across the winding road as the four men sat inside their sleek black car.
Their faces, each marked with a unique blend of determination and anticipation, revealed the gravity of their mission. The air was heavy with a sense of purpose, and an almost tangible excitement buzzed within the confines of the vehicle.
"Go faster, Walters ordered," his voice, commanding and firm, cut through the air. The driver, Patrick, nodded in response, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel. With a gentle push on the gas pedal, the car surged forward, gaining speed and devouring the road in front of him.
"Yes, my Alpha," Patrick replied, his eyes focused on the road as the scenery outside turned into a blur.
